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Beautiful. Mesmerising.

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Is this wrong?

We have never met, yet I can see into your soul. We talk on the phone and when it is late and we're both tired, neither of us wants to be the first to say goodbye. I listen to your breathing, your voice as it softens and deepens, producing a velvety softness I yearn to hear in my ear. You don't know it yet, but I'm falling for you. You say things that are slightly risqué. Are you hoping to hear a naughty invitation? I pretend I don't know what you're talking about. Do you know that? You become quiet and make an almost inaudible sound. I asked, "Are you okay?" Suddenly I suspect you are touching yourself, and again I hear the same noise. The heavy silence is embarrassing and erotic at the same time. I wish I was there with you. Our friendship is complicated. We were never meant to cross paths. Our lives have been so different. One painful bad decision on the part of our spouses has brought ud together. We have leaned on each other for support and cried tears. Neither deserving of the pain their affair has caused our families, we find ourselves drawn to each other in more than just friendship. Are we making a terrible mistake? Without saying the words, we know that when we meet, it will be a passionate love affair. Is this so wrong?